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Shells placed before her, she looked anxiously upon the woman to see what she made of these gifts. Wednesday had not hoped to anger her lady-love; she had her aspirations to rise and rule over all, so that she could steer the ship as she pleased. Ferahgo could steer alongside her, so long as Erz had a say to where they went as well. She simply sought to bring more chaos to the world, but she did not want to upend the woman of her dreams or drive her as crazy as the others she dealt with.

Of course, going crazy seemed to come with those she possessed. So long as they were crazy for one another? It did not matter.

That the other kissed her maimed mark caused her affection to grow for the pale, petite Erz. My heart, she spoke firmly, not at all shameful in this admittance. After all, the other had displayed boldly that she would kill for her, too; Wednesday would stop at nothing for this woman's happiness! She leaned into the embrace, stepping in to nuzzle the crook of her beloveds neck.